Dirty Affairs

CHAPTER 40 Isabella Spat Blood On Him

It was already 7am. The early morning sun reflected through the opened window on Isabella's face. Still feeling sleepy, she rolled on the bed, trying to turn over to the other end of the bed to prevent the sun from reflecting on her face but the moment she turned, it seemed it became worse.

"You might not witness another day to enjoy your sleep." A voice said but Isabella thought she heard the voice from her dream as she continued to enjoy her sleep.

"Let's waste her once and for all. Boss…" another voice suggested but he was ignored by his boss.

While Isabella continued to sleep, she heard someone let out a short cough. Upon hearing that, she rolled on the bed as she slightly tried to open her eyes but the reflections of the sunlight kept preventing her from getting a brighter view.

She rubbed her eyes with one of her fingers and blinked continuously while she continued struggling to get a better view.

She saw shadows of two muscular men who stood in front of her and by their shadows, she could tell they were huge and very tall. Beside them, she saw another shadow of a man, not looking too muscular but looked tall.

She wondered who they were. Suddenly, she heard one of the men call her by her name and hearing her name brought her back to reality.

"Isabella,"

She widened her eyes as she quickly jumped out of the bed and was about to run out of the room when she realized the men had surrounded her. She saw another four muscular men standing on every side of the bed. In total, there were seven men in the room and she was like a helpless puppy in the midst of many lions.

"Ace sent you right?" Xavier asked as he placed his two hands into his pockets and majestically took a few steps Further towards Issabella.

His outfit was eye-catching, he wasn't too dressed. His outfit was casual. A blue jean trousers and a black hoodie with a white canvas.

Isabella nervously gazed at Xavier as she stuttered.

"I… I don't know… what you are talking about." Isabella replied as she continued gazing up at him to see his reaction when she suddenly felt a force hold her by the hand and pulled her out of the bed, pushing her to the ground as she fell and forcefully hitting her knee which gave her an injury. The bedsheet which covered her nakedness also fell to the ground as she sat naked on the floor. Her eyes gradually got wet. The tears in her eyes gradually formed as they slowly dropped from her eyes due to the pain she got from her injured knee.

"What gives you the guts to talk when my boss is talking?" One of the men asked and when Isabella was about to reply, a thunderous slap visited her mouth which gave her a cut in the mouth as she fell to the ground, bleeding seriously.

"Shut the fuck up!" One of the men angrily said.

Isabella was proving stubborn.

She couldn't bear the pain. From the pain she got from the thunderous slap, she jumped up on her feet as she spoke so angrily to the man who slapped her.

"Slap me again and see what happens to you."

Immediately, the man slapped Isabella again as she rushed him and was about to start a fight with him when two of the other men held her back.

"Let me go!" Isabella yelled in anger as she struggled to get out of their grip but suddenly, another slap reached her face. She fell to the bed, hitting her back on the bed stand. It was Xavier who slapped her. Xavier slapped her to calm her nerves. She was becoming too brave and he needed to show her she was far from what they call braveness. He also needed to remind her she was helpless at the moment.

The pain of not being able to revenge gripped her heart so bad. She experienced two different types of pain at that moment. The pain that came from the unforgettable slaps and the pain that came from her, looking like the weak one in front of seven men.

Isabella, lying helpless on the bed, the bleeding that came from her injured mouth intensified as she held her back with her hand, trying to endure the pain she was getting.

They all gazed down at her emotionlessly. Their eyes were emotionlessly as ever.

Shortly, Xavier took another step forward as he took his face closer to hers. He held her jaw and turned her face so she could look deeply into his eyes.

"You don't dare lie to me again!" He said as he used his other hand and pushed his three fingers into her pussy and Isabella shouted in a painful pleasure.

She tried pulling off his hands from her pussy and jaw but she was stopped by Xavier's men.

Two men held her two hands backwards while the other held her legs as they pushed it wide.

After he was done playing with her pussy, he spoke.

"Free her." He ordered as they left her.

The moment they freed her, she spat blood on Xavier's face and spoke.

"You are a beast! You deserve death."

Xavier's men were ready to teach her a lesson of her life but then, he stopped them.

"Don't touch her." Xavier ordered.

He looked at her face and chuckled devilishly.

"I'm a beast and that's why you won't see another day." He replied and laughed out loud as he used his handkerchief to wipe off the blood from his face.

"Ace won't get tired of wanting me dead, would he?" He asked but Isabella gave him no response as he dragged her jaw again. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

"If at all you meet him again, help me ask him what wrong I have done to him and ask him why he wants me dead. You can as well ask him when he meets you in hell." He said as they all laughed in a mocking tone.

"Because I'm a good man, I will let you enjoy the moment before sending you to hell. I'm not heartless like Ace." He said as he placed his two fingers on her thigh as he moved them slowly and when his fingers got to her nipples, he paused the moment he saw how Isabella struggled to stop him from touching her.

"Get me the cuffs." He ordered and a few seconds later, the cuffs were given to him. With the help of his men, it was easy for him to cuff her hands and legs against the bed without struggling to do so.

Isabella's hands were cuffed upwards while her legs were curved sideways as they all saw the fleshy side of her pussy.

To prevent Isabella from screaming, Xavier took his handkerchief where he kept it ealier on the bed and tied Isabella's mouth with it. He tied it so tight that he was sure no amount of her struggle would take off the handkerchief from her mouth.

At this point, Isabella finally knew she was helpless.

While she laid on the bed, Xavier took hold of a thin, long wooden whip as he placed it on her stomach. He moved the whip slowly around her body as Isabella watched him do so and he didn't give any hint that he was going to stop tinkling her body with the whip any moment soon.

His actions gave Isabella a different kind of feeling. She struggled to say some words but couldn't as she shivered. She shook her body continuously and her reason for doing so was to let Xavier stop torturing her. Xavier understood so well but he gave her deafening ears as he continued to move the wooden whip on every corner of her body. Every corner that he knew could turn a lady on.

Shortly, he placed a finger on her vulva as he moved slowly around it. His finger continued to move, tracing her urethral opening as he caressed it and Instantly, Isabella got the urge to urinate. Xavier watched her and was satisfied on the kind of torture he was giving her. The truth here was she wasn't feeling like urinating. She only got that urge because Xavier had placed a finger on her urethral organ.

"Shhhhh, quite." He spoke in a calm tone and then placed his tongue on her urethral organ as he saw goosebumps appear all over her skin. Especially on her nipples.

Isabella started painting heavily. He was beginning to turn her on and he liked it.

She looked for a way to spit out the blood in her mouth but she saw none. Not knowing what to do, she spat it out through the handkerchief that was tied on her mouth and because it was made with cotton, it gave room for the blood-saliva to pass through the handkerchief.

The handkerchief got stained with blood. heartless Xavier saw it but didn't care about it at all. He continued suckling and licking her urethral organ. The pace he used to suck her was fast and steady as her body vibrated to the pleasure she was getting.

A few minutes after he was tired of pleasuring himself with her body, he Instructed.

"Waste her!" He said, walking towards the exit door as Isabella teared up.

"You all can pleasure yourself if you wish. He gave them his permission as he finally walked out of the room, shutting the door and leaving them to deal with Isabella.